C69 March(last Part)

Chou-ho quarreled with her grandmother for the first time. She was chased out of the house. She didn't go back. From that day on, under Tao Huizhen's arrangements, She temporarily stayed in the schoolhouse. During the day, the schoolhouse was used as a classroom. At night, Qiuhe laid her luggage on two tables and went to bed. It wasn't that depressing. In the empty dormitory, she was lying by the window. White moonlight flowed in. She took the librarian's key from Yu Er. Moonlight, the ocean of books, the world of spirit, it was incomparably beautiful.

She was very glad to have such a quiet and peaceful night, to be able to roam the ocean of books so happily. She was grateful, always smiling as she browsed through the books, until she fell asleep.

It was a lie to say that she wasn't worried about the situation at home, but this time, she and her grandmother seemed to be determined to prove something. She didn't want to go home. There wasn't any news of her going home either. The rope that was tied between her and her grandfather and grandmother was still tense. She had more time to attend classes during the day. At night, she lay on the table, silent and silent. She would remember the time when she worked at home. Of course, the days when she stayed at the school dormitory. . . It also gave her ample time to practice dancing, which was of paramount importance.

Occasionally, she would miss her home and dance in front of the small hanging bamboo house. She always faced the direction of the end of the village, but her expression was exceptionally determined. But she understood. Grandma still hated her, the old man with the bamboo stick. In a house without her. Grandma slowly relied on her own abilities to start managing the family affairs. She didn't believe that she would be troubled by such a small matter. Time passed by, minute by minute. Until the night came and the morning came. When Qiuhe was thinking about home, she was also thinking about it. When Grandma was working, would she think of something like when she was dancing? At a certain moment, she thought of a thin figure who had been busy at home not long ago and missed something. The thin and weak figure had become empty. It was only then that he suddenly realized that something seemed to be missing from this home. He stopped what he was doing. He looked in the direction of Da Tea Village Primary School. Although there was nothing worth remembering, there was always something missing from the past.

The life of Qiuhe went from work to class and dancing. It turned into a simple class and dance, reading before sleeping. Spending a lot of time on dancing. This fundamentally changed her life and the way she learned. It started from the day she quarreled with her family and moved into school in the middle of March. The timeline was after Dao Xiaotong received the subsidy. What she did not know was. . . The turning point in her life was born at this moment. The turning point that she had asked Tao Huizhen had revealed a corner of the light from this moment on. It was such an unremarkable and seemingly imperfect interlude. It had created the Autumn Lotus in the future.

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One day, the dance was completed. Tao Huizhen asked about Qiuhe and the reason for her quarreling with Grandma. Qiu He told Tao Huizhen about how she had quarreled with Grandma. She was very surprised. Tao Huizhen felt that Qiu He shouldn't have said that, and Tao Huizhen had never said it directly. Even though Grandma knew that the two of them had been secretly learning how to dance, They were preserving each other's dignity. Or rather, it could be said that. . . Qiu He's grandmother knew that whatever she did was futile, so she might as well give Qiu He a chance to go all out.

Her grandmother was very wise. However, Qiu He had exposed this matter and completely exposed the 'secret under the mask'. Grandma had no choice but to chase Qiuhe out. Tao Huizhen thought to herself. In her mind, she thought of Grandma Qiuhe's meticulous and meticulous eyes. Perhaps this was the best way for both of them to not give in. Neither of them lost the battle.

After learning of this matter, Tao Huizhen's name was Qiu He An Ran, and she learned how to dance. Apart from class, there was nothing else to worry about. She herself continued to make time to visit Qiu He's family. She was used to chopping wild vegetables, so she could do whatever she could to help with the housework. Qiuhe's grandmother wasn't as restless as she had imagined. She didn't even mention anything about Qiuhe. Smart people always put things in their hearts.

Tao Huizhen talked to her, talked about the current motherland, talked about the future development, and talked about the scenery outside of the mountain. The old man stared in the direction of his own tea field, seemingly listening but not listening.

During that period of time, Tao Huizhen would always giggle when chatting with the old man, as if she were a spring breeze.

She did not stop this kind of special home visit. Once, before she left, she said to her grandmother, "Give us some time, and I'll prove it to you. Not only could Qiu He's Peacock Dance be performed by anyone, but it also had its own value. If we can't do it. . . Prove that we are wrong, then I will return Qiuhe. I will never mention the Peacock Dance again. " "I have arranged for the little boy to cut the wild vegetables the ducks eat. It doesn't need much. I will bring it tomorrow. "

Grandma didn't answer. She didn't even look back in the direction of the tea field. She didn't know how Tao Huizhen would "prove" her innocence. She also didn't know how long 'a little bit of time' would last. How would the value of 'a little bit of time' be reflected? At this point, she was still unable to agree with Tao's viewpoint. However, she couldn't lie to herself either. How could she not hope for some miracles to happen? Who wouldn't have dreams?